Beartooth Highway: The Lake in the Clouds.

I’m driving from the north-eastern entrance of the National Park to Red Logde, Montana, via US Highway 212.
Behind this unspectacular number hides one of the most beautiful streets in the world: Beartooth Highway.

Today I would like to
take you on a road trip on this awesome street. Beyond clouds and above lakes, through hail storms and along vertical precipices.

Road Trips & Rental Cars (1): Tips Before Booking.

Some pale green palms are shaking in the wind right next to the main street. Instead of looking forward to
our road trip I’m panicking because I wasn’t able to understand the English contract entirely.

In order that nothing
similar is going to happen to you I established this series called “Road Trips & Rental Cars” to give advice for things you need to do and consider when you are renting a car.I’ll answer the most frequently asked questions to make your road trip the most fascinating, save and uncomplicated adventure.

No worries: How to travel with
language barriers.

The 80-year-old French lady is looking puzzled. She is not speaking one word of English. We are smiling. We
don’t speak one word of French. Because we decided to learn Latin at school when we were 12. Shit happens.
Are you scared of traveling a certain country because of language barriers? Are you worried that you will disgrace yourself or be completely lost? Here you’ll find encouragement, hacks and many
things to laugh about. You’ll see – there is nothing you have to worry about!

Walking Montmartre: Confetti, Art & Vibes.

A little piece of confetti is blinking the soft sunset light. Then it is ripped apart from the grey
wall by the wind and drifting down the narrow alleys of cobblestone roads. Between old lanterns and gables that seem to lean towards to each other you can spot a white cathedral with onion domes.
The bohemian side of town Montmartre of Paris is a labyrinth made out of galleries, street art and tiny restaurants. Here it is an obligation to lose yourself and your head. Throw away your map,
deactivate your data and follow the pieces of confetti.

Turquoise Trail: Between History and Hippies.

Colorful wind chimes are jingling gently in the wind. The sky is stretching across horizon like a
blue canvas and rough rocks are dragging jagged shadows into the chapped asphalt. The Turquoise Trail in New Mexico cuts into the enchanting landscape of red rocks and sandy shrub-steppe on a length
of round about 65 miles.

Best Of German-American Bullshit.

A short summary of all the weird, funny and sad things I discovered during my 4-month-trip across the United States. Small and big oddities. Things to laugh about, things worth crying for, things to think about. Americathrough the eyes of a German with a German-American heart. Be aware: this text probably contains irony.